The next morning the girls that were in the penthouse in Houston went back to the ranch with me to talk about Toronto. By noon all the slaves had left...so their education could begin and what help we could give was handed out.With no further leads we had to go back to the Lucky Lady even though many complications had to be tied up. One of which was Malochuck and the new personality we had to fashion for him.We arrived by helicopter and once I was standing on the dock I knew something was wrong.. I'd rinsed with Listerine, so I felt confident that evidence was very limited and that I could get out of this, but adrenaline shot though me and I began a minor panic attack - who wouldn't? Long story short, seriously this took about a half hour, the cop warned both of us and reaffirmed what Darrin had told me, which was: unless they caught you in the act or you were dumb enough to admit it, the L.A.P.D. wouldn't arrest you. At least that night, Darrin was right. I got a warning and a "nice". Until that moment I'd only seen Stephanie in business attire, usually a white blouse and dark slacks or skirt. But that night she was dressed for a date in a slinky, loose-fitting light blue top that displayed her ample cleavage as well as her erect nipples; nipples that I intended to suck very soon, and a white mid-thigh mini-skirt.“Have a seat at the table and I’ll get the salad,” she said as she walked away, her breasts bouncing seductively with each step.We had a pleasant dinner talking. And then to a guy named Caleb, a good Methodist guywho thinks you're the girl for him. You'll have dick for breakfastevery day this week. Picture it. A cock sliding into those lips. You'lllearn to like it."It's 'failsafe.'"Al Azziz screamed toward the light. "The counter word for the bombingis 'failsafe." Say that to Kaamisha, and she'll stop. Just let me go." Sweetie, the camera isn't in the light. It's behind the oil paintingof Donald Trump. You aren't nearly as smart as you think."Al Azziz.